I recently heard that my only remaining grand-anything (technically she's who my g-pa married after my grandmother died in the 80s, but she's been more or less my grandma since then) I have left has breast cancer. Apparently she's been dealing with it for some time now, and we only know about it because one of her kids figured out she'd been hiding it. I've lost 4 grandparents in my lifetime (all that I remember) and it doesn't get any easier...
I'm just really sick of people trying to pull the wool over my eyes and then when i catch them, they aren't man enough to face it. I hate being lulled into this stupid false sense of security with people! Sorry, that's just where my bed quote from.